I like to think of the earth as though I was in space. That thing that seemed so important now seems extremely not important.
Just “zoom out” a bit. It’s great.
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The Daily Post at WordPress.com
You know what? Bring it on 2011. After reading a CNN article about writing a post every day, I have decided that I will take on this feat of strength and will that of the utmost difficultly. Or I will just link to a lot of things like this post basically is. Some people are taking pictures every day, I will write (but I also might be taking pictures too). We will see how long this lasts, but for the time being, bring it OOOOOONNNN.
And for those that need inspiration on writing, WordPress has set up a whole big thinger for that, all for you:
How Do You Think About Time?
This is something that I like to discuss with people but rarely get the chance to. I, like others, have always had the thoughts of “well, if I see red this way, does everyone see red that way?” Sure, we can break it down to seeing what light reflects off of what and using fancy science to know that red will only occur in certain instances. We’ve figured it out that we will never be able to see ultra-violet light and so on and so forth. But is your red like my red? I don’t know. Similarly, is your time like my time?
Obama Took My VFFs (But Gave Them Back)
I had a dream last night, a very odd dream. Normally, during the course of any individual night, my dreams center around awesome things, including but not limited to: zombies, swords, flying for no reason, and dragons. But last night was a dream of a different flavor. I dreamt that President Barack Obama stole my Vibram Five Fingers.
This Five Dollar Bill is a Genius
I had a low point in my life recently, a time when my senses of right and wrong were askew. I didn’t know what to do when asked simple questions. Up was down, black was white, cats were dogs; it was madness. It all coalesced into an amalgam of a mixture of confusion and craziness. Until, that is, I got some change after buying a sandwich, where this little bill showed up. The adage written on its back helped me straighten everything out. Thanks random five dollar bill!
Also, those are some bright ass Crocs.
I Thought You Guys Needed To See This
I really have nothing important to post, but I thought you guys needed to see this cow and chicken dancing.
I could seriously watch this all day and not get bored of it.
Backpack Pictures
As promised, now that I have the backpack I have taken tons of pictures (actually about 4):
It’s a pretty small backpack, smaller than I thought it would be. And that’s not a slight against it, I think it’d be perfect for taking on a plane as carry-on luggage or for running through, say, an amusement park OR as a sweet ultimate frisbee bag. Of course, I guess you could hike with it like was intended, as well. I feel like I could run with it on and it wouldn’t move too much. And then I could jump through a window Jason Bourne-style while kicking someone in the face. It’s a pretty multifaceted backpack. Also, as someone mentioned on my twitter, it looks like it has ample room for plasma grenades.
And they all lived happily ever after.
Holy Crap, Backwoods Rules!
As you may or may not know, two days ago was my birthday. As you also might be privy to, I own some bitchin’ shoes. These two things may seem totally unrelated, but rest assured that the connection I’m about to bridge between them is one of epic proportions, or, at least, really cool proportions.
It all started a few months ago when I decided I needed a new pair of crazy shoes. I was going on a rafting trip, and my pair of Vibrams didn’t have the little strappy thing, and I needed a pair that had a little strappy thing so they wouldn’t fall off in the water. I had ordered my first pair online and that worked out well enough, but this time I thought that trying a local option might potentially be cheaper and easier. Going with that idea, I headed to an outdoors store that happens to be about two blocks from my house called Backwoods.
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